Rebirth of the Earth Immortal Venerable

"What do you kid want to do?" Zao Wuji, lying on the ground, saw Chen Mo walking towards him step by step, with a fierce killing intent on the corners of his mouth, and said coldly: "Don't think you can deal with me with Snow Lotus from the beginning The disciples in the academy can kill you even if you are seriously injured."

"Really?" Chen Mo asked back, and then turned around, saying: "I have no grievances with you, but you want to take my life. How can I be merciful to people like you."

"Kill me?" Zao Wou-ki smiled.

"Boy, you are really ridiculous. You have a unique cultivation base, and you want to deal with my fellow monk. Haven't you heard a word, all under the spirit are ants."

After saying this, Zao Wou-ki's face was extremely confident.

Those who are strong in harmony are indeed more powerful than the monks of the gods. Their bodies have surpassed the gods of the gods, and they understand the existence of the Tao. Although the gods of the gods are also masters, but the Tao surpasses everything and reaches the supremacy. For this reason, Zao Wou-ki is talented. Will look down on Chen Mo.

Si Meng on the side was moved when she saw Chen Mo walking towards Zao Wou-ki, but she also nodded and said, "Little guy, it was me that caused you to be injured. Fortunately, you refined the snow lotus from the beginning, and your body is safe and sound. I advise you to leave quickly. Zao Wou-ki's strength is stronger than mine, and you are a god-shifting cultivation base, and you can't deal with Zao Wou-ki."

After hearing this, Chen Mo took Si Meng seriously. She is like a heroine. Even if the self-explosive spirit sword is backlashed, she still has a natural and powerful temperament.

And her appearance is a must-see, well maintained, her skin is white, and her face looks pitiful under her pale face. Just a glance, Chen Mo has a good impression of her.

Because he came into this world, Si Meng was the first woman to treat Chen Mo well.

You know, as soon as Chen Mo came to Bahuang, he was caught by Ye Hao for mining, where Chen Mo saw the warmth and warmth of people, everyone was selfish, but Si Meng was unique.

In the beginning, Si Meng would not even give Zao Wou-ki to a treasure like Xuelian, but she saw Chen Mo was seriously injured and attributed the fault to herself, how kind it was.

Although she is now called the little guy Chen Mo, Chen Mo is indeed a little guy in the eyes of the monks, and Si Meng is older than Chen Mo. In addition, she thinks Chen Mo is quite interesting, so she calls Chen Mo a little guy, which makes Chen Mo All a little embarrassed.

Frowning, Chen Mo said: "The big man has done something or not. Zao Wou-ki almost took my life. If I can leave, then I am not a real waste."

After speaking, Chen Mo walked towards Zao Wou-ki, looking down at his angry face.

For some reason, Chen Mo has an intuition that even if the opponent is injured, Chen Mo can't deal with it.

However, he really deceived people so much that Chen Mo couldn't vent his anger without killing him.

Taking out the Wuchen Xinyue Sword, Chen Mo injected spiritual power, and then looked at Zao Wou-ki with interest.

"You said I can't kill you, I still need to verify this."

With a quick glance, the Wuchen Xinyue Sword entrained Chen Mo's full power to stab Zao Wou-ki, and the power it passed was infinite, falling on Zao Wou-ki's chest as if it could penetrate everything.

"Damn, **** ant, don't let me rejuvenate, otherwise, I will break your body into pieces."

Zao Wou-ki was furious, thinking what a character he was, he fell into Chen Mo's hands.

Crucially, this guy is still an ant-like cultivator of God.

In his heyday, Zao Wou-ki could stab Chen Mo to death with a single finger.

If it weren't for Zao Wou-ki's serious injury, Chen Mo's body would probably be broken into pieces.

The blade fell on Zao Wou-ki's chest with a bang. Chen Mo felt Wuchen Xinyue about to get out of her hands. Her mouth was paralyzed and her body stepped back. His eyes were filled with horror. Looking at Zao Wou-ki's smug smile, Chen Mo was incredulous. : "So strong?"

In the realm of comprehension, Chen Mo can kill anyone with every move, but it is so difficult for him to come here to kill a badly wounded monk, even impossible.

When was Chen Mo already weak.

"Haha...boy, don't waste your energy." Seeing Chen Mo attacking him without harm, Zao Wou-ki couldn't help laughing and disdainfully said: "You still have time to escape before I regain strength, but you will still die, I Zao Wou-Ki has never tried to be insulted so much. If you don't kill you, you will not be a man."

"Oh!"

Chen Mo rolled his eyes and said, "The left and right sides are dead, why should I escape?"

"What do you mean, you still want to shoot at me?" Zao Wou-ki slumped. He originally thought Chen Mo would flee when he saw that he was so powerful. As a result, this guy wanted to shoot at him. In this way, wouldn't he have to suffer? All Chen Mo's insults, this let his face go there.

Staring at Chen Mo fiercely, Zao Wou-ki said coldly, “Don’t shame you, offend me, Zao Wou-ki has a dead end. If you can’t kill me, I have to shoot at me. This just gives you an ugly way of death, don’t Let me suppress your soul forever under Jiuquan."

"You threaten me at this point?" Chen Mo pretended to be angry, but he was extremely depressed. When was it so hard to kill, and the opponent was seriously injured and could not move, but he couldn't let Chen Mo kill him.

Immediately, Chen Mo picked up the Wuchen Xinyue Sword, aimed at Zao Wou-ki's eyes, and stabbed it down.

This part is the weakest part among all people. If it doesn't hurt Zao Wou-ki, Chen Mo can leave.

Otherwise, staying here is a waste of time.

The blade exudes a sharp cold light, making Zao Wou-ki a little afraid.

Si Meng in the distance was a little bit afraid to see it, she knew the bottom line about Zao Wuji.

Chen Mo's sword can definitely hurt Zao Wou-ki's eyeballs.

Sure enough, as the sword fell, Zao Wou-ki's miserable cry soon sounded.

"Ah~ Stop it." Zao Wou-ki's eyes hurt, and his eyes were about to break.

The blood leaked from the eyeballs, looking hideous and terrifying.

However, Chen Mo saw the effect and smiled even more.

"Zao Wou-ki, it turns out that you also have flaws. I can't kill you. I can mutilate your eyes, including your ancestral treasures. It would be a waste to keep them there. It's better to kill them."

When Chen Mo said this, his face also smiled wickedly.

He has never been soft on the enemy, let alone a person like Zao Wou-ki.

Just now he almost died in his hands, this enemy Chen Mo remembered in his heart.

A sword fell, destroying Zao Wou-ki's first eyeball.

Between heaven and earth, there is full of Zao Wou-ki's angry voice.

"Boy, report your name. When my injury is healed, if I don't kill your ancestor for the eighteenth generation, I won't be Zao Wou-ki, including those related to you, all will die."

"Ah~Don't...my life. Root!"

Under Zao Wou-ki’s anger, Chen Mo directly destroyed his ancestral treasure, and resentment suddenly erupted from Zao Wou-ki. He stood up abruptly with a fierce look on his face. Facing Chen Mo, his eyes were full of cold and frosty killing intent, "Damn it. Ants, take your life."